Authors: John Boyne
âNo,' he said, offended for her. âShe's a very determined woman actually. I quite liked her.'
âWell don't like her too much. We can't afford for anything to go wrong at this stage. It's good that she came to see you, though. She's obviously willing to go down any route to get her boy off. Did she offer to bribe you to change your story?'
âNo,' he said, unwilling to spell out exactly what had been on offer. âWould you have expected her to?'
âI wouldn't have thought it impossible. They're a fairly wealthy family.'
Montignac considered it but dismissed the idea as unreasonable. âI couldn't do it anyway,' he said. âThe only way the case holds up is if I stick to the story. Otherwise I'd look guilty as hell.'
âThat's true. Well don't worry about her. I'll start working on her husband from this side and she'll start from the other side and between us we'll get to him.'
âBut where are we on this anyway?' he asked, glancing at the calendar on his desk. âIt's almost November. I told you at the start that I only had until Christmas before I'd need the money.'
âRelax, my boy, it's all in hand.'
âIt seems to me a lot to hope that you can resolve matters by then. In eight weeks? What are the chances of an advance payment anyway? Say fifty per cent?'
âTwenty thousand pounds?' asked Keaton sharply. âAre you joking?'
âYou know as well as I do what Delfy is capable of.'
âI know what you're capable of too.'
âNot against him. He has too many people on his side. I wouldn't survive it.'
Keaton sighed. âMy dear boy, you have to start trusting me. It's not going to come to that, I guarantee it. The trial begins in a couple of weeks and I can't see it lasting too long. Two weeks perhaps at the most, which brings us to the end of November. If I can't persuade Roderick in that time thenâ'
âIs he starting to crack?'
âActually, you caught me just as I'm on my way to a rather important meeting. I need to take stock of exactly how staunchly he stands behind the king. I'll know better then. I intend to start working on him immediately, though.'
Montignac nodded. âSo you won't give me the advance,' he said finally.
âI'm afraid I can't. You'll receive your money when the king renounces the throne. But it wouldn't matter anyway. I know Nicholas Delfy of old and if he says he wants the rest of his money by Christmas, well then, that's exactly when he wants it by. And he's not going to accept anything less than the full amount. He's been fairly generous with you so far anyway. He must like you. But you shouldn't test his patience any further.'
âAll right,' said Montignac irritably. âWell keep in touch with me, will you? I need to know what's going on.'
âI'll let you know, don't worry,' he said, hanging up the phone.
Montignac replaced the receiver in the cradle and sat there nervously staring at it for a moment, racking his brain for a way to raise the money should the plan not come to fruition. There was always one other option but he wasn't sure he wanted to take that. Not yet anyway. The phone rang again a moment later and he picked it up anxiously.
âWhat?' he said. âDid you forget something?'
âOwen?' said a voice on the other end of the phone. âIs that you?'
âMargaret,' he replied with a sigh, running his hand before his tired eyes. âHello.'
âI can't believe I've got you at last. You're not very good at returning phone calls, are you?'
âI'm sorry about that. I've been very busy.'
âWell there's been a lot happening here too. What are you doing this weekend?'
âWhy?'
She sighed and spoke to him as if he was a child once again. âDo you have any plans for this weekend, Owen?'
âNothing special,' he said.
âRight. Well Stella has asked me to ask you to come down on Saturday. She wants to see you.'
âThis Saturday?' he asked, regretting not having said that he was busy.
âYes, of course, this Saturday.'
âHow is she doing anyway?' he asked, ignoring the question.
âShe has her ups and downs. But she's talking about doing some crazy things. Things that she'll regret.'
âHow do you mean?'
âShe'll tell you herself, Owen. Will you just come down and see her? Perhaps you can make her see the foolishness of her plan.'
He nodded and glanced at his diary which was empty for the weekend, as he preferred it.
âAll right,' he said. âI'll be on the lunchtime train.'
âGood. We'll see you then.'
She rang off without a goodbye and Montignac put the phone down irritably. He found himself wishing that it was New Year's Day, that all this business was either behind him or he'd faced the consequences of his actions. Either way, it was getting close to the time when he wanted the whole business to draw to a close.
10
THE ATMOSPHERE IN THE
room was electric when Lord Keaton entered it.
âI won't walk away from my duties just because of a family tragedy,' Roderick Bentley was saying in a forceful voice. âThat's just not the man that I am. I couldn't do it.'
âKeaton, come in,' said the Lord Chancellor, Lord Hailsham, as he stepped inside.
âI'm sorry I'm late,' said Keaton, sitting down and glancing around at the other men's faces anxiously. âI was just leaving my office when I got a call and I couldn't get the bugger off the phone.'
âWell you're here now and that's what matters,' said Hailsham. âWe haven't got started anyway. I was just telling Roderick here that in light of hisâ¦' He searched for the appropriate and most inoffensive words. âPresent difficulties, that if he wanted to recuse himself from this advisory committee that would be entirely understandable.'
Keaton frowned and looked around at their faces. Sitting directly to the right of the Lord Chancellor, like Peter on Christ's right hand, sat Walter Monckton, the king's most important adviser and his representative in the room. To his left sat Lord Altringham and beside him Sir Roderick Bentley.
âAnd I told him,' said Roderick, turning to look at Keaton, âthat there were no circumstances, no circumstances at all, in which I would even consider such a thing. That this is an extremely important group, considering the future of our country, and I won't compromise it in any way by stepping away from it.'
âQuite right too,' said Keaton nervously. âAnd if I may say so, Hailsham, it's not fair to ask him to. You're suggesting that Roderick won't be able to give this matter its due consideration and I think we all know him better than that. It's something of an insult in fact.'
âThat's not what I meant at all,' said Hailsham, sounding a trifle offended. âI was only trying to be helpful, actually. I didn't think he'd want to have to worry about this as well as everything else.'
âWell he's made his decision,' said Keaton gruffly, who couldn't afford to lose him now. âSo let's get on with things.'
âThank you,' said Roderick, looking at him gratefully, a little surprised by his show of support. In all the discussions they'd had so far it had become clear that Keaton and Roderick were the two most extreme representatives of both sides of the case. It comforted him, therefore, that the other man set so much store by his own integrity.
âWell I do have something important to tell you,' said Hailsham in a gruff tone, as if he was being blamed for something when he was only trying to be kind. âNow that you're all here. I went to Downing Street yesterday evening to meet with the prime minister. Slipped in by the cabinet office so that I wouldn't be seen by the pressâ'
âThey're on to the story now anyway,' said Lord Altringham. âYou've seen the editorials, I presume?'
âI've seen them,' said Roderick. âLot of rot, if you ask me. Who do these fellows think they are anyway?'
âI imagine they think they have as much right to discuss the future of their king as a group of judges sitting around a stuffy room in Westminster,' said Walter Monckton with a shrug. Hailsham threw him an irritated glare.
âWell they should keep their noses out of it,' said Hailsham firmly. âIt's too much, it really is. Anyway, I went to see Baldwin and he knew we were meeting this morning and wanted me to make a few things clear to you all.'
âOh let's not waste time on that,' snapped Monckton irritably. âWe all know that he's opposed to the king. Well no one's stopping him from resigning if he feels so strongly about it.'
âThat's what he wanted me to let you know,' said Hailsham with a sigh. âThe PM has no intention of stepping down over this matter and if he did, you'd find that the country would end up in a state of anarchy overnight.'
The other men frowned and leaned forwards as the Lord Chancellor lowered his voice and spoke in a more conspiratorial tone.
âHe held a meeting the night before last,' he confided in them. âBaldwin invited Attlee to Downing Street in his role as leader of the opposition. And Sinclair too, to represent the Liberals. And also Winston Churchill.'
âChurchill?' roared Keaton in exasperation. âWhat in blazes was he doing there? Who does he represent?'
âMr Churchill's a fine man,' said Monckton quickly.
âMr Churchill is the
king's
man,' pointed out Keaton. âEveryone knows that. He's a sycophantic has-been who loves clinging on to the shirt tails of power in the deluded hope that he may get some himself one day.'
âIt hardly matters what you think of him personally,' said Hailsham irritably. âThe point is that they were all there. And both Attlee and Sinclair agreed that should the government have to resign over the matter, then neither of them would form an alternative government in its place. The whole system, you see, would come crashing down.'
âHa!' said Keaton. âDon't be so naive. Churchill would be over to the palace before the deed was done looking to install himself as PM with his friend Beaverbrook pulling the strings.'
âNo,' said Hailsham. âChurchill stated clearly that he would not do that.'
âI wouldn't trust that man as far as I could throw him,' muttered Keaton. âAnd you've all seen him. That would be a short throw. Now listen. Before we get on to who's resigning and who's forming governments and who isn't, can't you let us know whether any of these things that we're reading about are true or not? The papers may write a lot of rot, as Roderick suggests, but it can't all be rot, can it? Walter, where exactly does the king stand right now?'
Monckton let out a long sigh and nodded, accepting their right to know. âAs Lord Hailsham would no doubt tell you,' he began, âthe king and Mrs Simpson remain very much an item.'
âDisgrace,' mumbled Altringham.
âTheir relationship, if anything, is stronger than ever,' he continued, ignoring him. âParticularly now that she's divorced her first husband.'
â
Second
husband,' said Keaton. âErnest Simpson was her second husband. She does get through them, doesn't she? Quite the merry widow.'
âTrading up all the time,' said Altringham.
âSecond husband, you're quite correct,' said Monckton, ignoring the jibes. âThe king and Mr Baldwin have discussed the matter and his majesty came up with a proposal concerning a possible resolution to the country's concerns. And that, gentlemen, is what we are here to discuss today.'
The judges sat forwards eagerly. They, like most of the citizens of the island, had become fascinated with the developments in the matter of Edward and Mrs Simpson but it was so difficult at times to get any fresh news. Here, direct from the king's own plenipotentiary, was the latest development.
âThe king proposes that he and Mrs Simpson marry but that their marriage be a morganatic oneâ'
âA what?' said Altringham, his face frowning at the unfamiliar word.
âA morganatic marriage,' repeated Monckton. âWhereby the issue of the marriage would not be in line for the throne.'
âGood God,' said Keaton. âShe's not pregnant, is she?'
âNo she's not,' said Monckton quickly and angrily. âAnd let us remember that we are discussing the king here and that a certain level of decorum needs to be maintained. As I was saying, the issue, should there be any,' he added loudly, âwould not be in line for the throne. After the king's death, the throne would pass to the Duke of York or, should he predecease him, to the Princess Elizabeth.'
âHe can't be serious,' said Altringham.
âHe's perfectly serious,' said Monckton, sitting back. âAnd it seems a perfectly fair proposal if you ask me.'
âIt would satisfy both sides of the debate,' said Roderick, nodding his head. âAnd Mrs Simpson. What title would she expect?'
âShe would be willing to reject the title of queen; instead she could use the consort equivalent of one of the king's other titles. The Duchess of Cornwall is the preferred option.'
âAnd the king would be happy for that to be the case?' asked Roderick.
âI think it would be stretching things to say that he would be happy,' said Monckton with a laugh, knowing the character of his master only too well. âBetween ourselves he would prefer to make her queen and for their children to be the heirs butâ'
âThat would be unacceptable!' shouted Keaton. âUnacceptable!'
âHear, hear,' said Altringham.
âI said that would be what he would
prefer
,' said Monckton, clarifying that. âNot what he is willing to accept. He knows that the government would never agree to that, even if the British people appear to be on his side, and so he is willing to accept their demands should they be willing to agree to the marriage.'